A mark or a tracker?

"Sebastian, calm down. She will be alright," Prince Stephano said hesitantly, stopping when his youngest brother glared at them.

"Calm down? Do you think it's so easy to calm down? She fainted in my arms, and I couldn't do anything about it," Sebastian snarled before shifting his gaze towards his grandmother.

"You said it was supposed to be for a few minutes only. Why the f*ck isn't she waking up? It's been 2 hours already. Are you guys messing with me?" Sebastian raised his voice.

Lucas, who didn't know what transpired, walked inside the royal palace, nodding at everyone.

"Sir, the dungeons are taken care of. I wanted to ask you -" Lucas stopped speaking when he looked into his King's red blazing eyes.

He took a moment to pause and looked at all the family members who were gathered around the hall.

Why did it feel like he walked into a Lion's den? Lucas gulped